The 99th Divorce

"Good!" Luo Zhan is not at all polite. Over the past few years, he has become accustomed to eating and drinking.

Just after eating, Luo Zhan took the initiative to get out.

Li Jinnan bought the house himself two years ago and moved out.

But today I still went back to my old house and brought back some materials for Su Qianci to process.

After Su Qianci finished her shower and blew her head, she took these materials and read them in the room.

But, looking at it, Su Qianci felt more annoyed.

The touch on her chest was lingering, but she was bullied like that, but she didn't even see the face of the gangster!

Bastard ... mad!

"what!"

Su Qianci lost his pen in a hurry, his body seemed to hold back the power of the flood, and he was furious.

Unable to see it, he simply turned on the computer, Su Qianci drummed his cheek gang, and logged in to his social account.

As soon as he landed, an off-white avatar was beating and blinking.

Open, it's L.

[L]: Bid in the ancient capital of Ming County, at 7pm the day after tomorrow, the Royal Hotel

In a simple sentence, it explains the purpose of time and place.

Su Qianci looked at those words and clicked on the historical chat record.

[L]: East suburb of Kangcheng, with good potential, you can enter

[L]: The weather turns cold, pay attention to the body

[L]: GC is in a difficult situation, but the background is strong and can be acquired

[L]: Flu is rampant, optimistic about children

[L]: Fangcun Tongling bidding, 3 pm on the 17th, Xilingfang, must win

...

For more than three years, this L will give her news.

But the number is very small, almost every one will be separated by at least one month.

If it is not a blessing, it is business guidance and guidance.

At first, Su Qianci didn't feel much about this L, but for a long time, she had a sense of dependence on this stranger she had never met.

For so long, Su Qianci rarely responded to every reply.

Occasionally when he is in a good mood, he may reply with an expression: [smile]

But in addition to these abbreviated words, very little text is sent.

Su Qianci's eyes narrowed, his fingers jumped on the keyboard a few times:

[Qianqiansu Ci]: Thank you, Mr. L

There was no response there.

Su Qianci looked at it for a while, and then typed a series of words:

[Qianqiansu Ci]: Will you go the day after tomorrow?

Su Qianci's lips were ticked, knowing he wouldn't reply, why would he ask?

But when she was about to withdraw, a message suddenly popped up:

[L]: No

Su Qianci was inexplicably surprised, looking at the two words, as expected.

Unexpectedly, a message popped up:

[L]: Want to see me?

[Qianqiansu Ci]: Think!

[L]: Waiting for returning home

Su Qianci was startled, and asked: Are you not in China?

Oh my god, how can we understand things about Cannes in China?

impossible?

However, L has not replied.

Su Qianci looked at the chat box slightly stunned, frowning.

Really?fake?

If it is true, then he is too powerful.

But if it was fake, why did he lie to her?

What purpose?

Su Qianci thought about it and clicked on Luo Zhan's chat box.

[Qianqiansu Ci]: Where?

[Z]: In

[Qianqiansu Ci]: Help me track an IP

[Z]: Send

Su Qianci sent L's account in the past, Luo Zhan quickly replied: San Francisco, USA

[Qianqiansu Ci]: Before that, where was it?

[Z]: How long ago?

[Thousands of Su Ci]: Three or four years ago

[Z]: [picture]

Luo Zhan took a picture directly.